the night of june 2nd // sanders sides ✔

17 : a rollercoaster of a sleepover

*TW: Brief mentions of self harm*

It had been a while since they talked. Like, really held up a conversation.

When Logan let him into his bedroom, he was sitting in bed. Patton got in next to him. Subconsciously, Logan had reached for a teddy bear and held it tightly. Patton remembered when Roman bought that for Logan, but of course Logan insisted that it was ridiculous.

But Logan knew Roman put a lot of effort into it. He sewed a prince costume for that bear, for God's sake. He thanked him anyway.

There was small talk.

And there was silence.

The best friends didn't know how to talk anymore, both too traumatized to speak.

They both knew the other was thinking about Roman.

"Whoever killed him is going to hell," Logan said quietly.

Patton's attention snapped to Logan, then he nodded. "We'll find him soon. Eventually. Maybe..."

Changing the topic, Logan asked, "Are you staying over tonight?"

"Oh, well, I wasn't really planning on it."

"Okay, what I'm asking is..." Logan coughed. "Do you want to stay over tonight?"

Patton lit up. "Do you want me to?"

"Ye....es? I-I'm sorry, I haven't been getting a lot of sleep, and I think I'd benefit from having someone around? I'm not trying to make any advances on you or anything, I just-"

"No, I didn't even think about that!" the other laughed. "Of course I'll stay over. I want to help you."

Logan tightened his grip even more around the teddy bear and inched closer to his best friend. "I can get you a change of clothes."

"That'd be great. Thanks," he replied.

The other quickly picked out a white t-shirt and black pajama pants for Patton to wear to bed.

They'd been friends so long, neither of them cared about changing in front of each other. Logan knew not to comment on Patton's size, because he was in recovery and he would be okay.

But one thing caught his eye after Patton changed pants and then took off his hoodie. "Do you still cut?" he asked gently.

Patton blushed profusely. "Um... not that much? Uh, s-sorry if it bothers you..."

Logan hesitated for a little too long before going in for a hug. It had been a while since he'd done it with a friend. Patton teared up at what Logan said next.

"I can't lose you too."

Then there was a knock at the door and Logan went to answer it almost immediately.

"We want to give you this. Everything is locked so no changes are able to be made," Detective Remy Foster said, handing Roman's phone to Logan before leaving.

Logan's breath hitched at the sight of the all too familiar phone case he remembered watching Roman decorating himself. Gold sparkles, intricately placed gems and sequins—he couldn't remember how it looked when it was just a clear case on a white iPhone. He remembered telling Roman it was too over the top, and Roman telling him to fuck off.

They had matching lock screens, Logan had a picture of Roman in front of the Disney castle, and Roman had a picture the other way around.

He knew Roman loved to record himself singing with his Voice Memos app, so Logan clicked on that with Patton looking over his shoulder.